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There’s a cold coming on, methinks. Cold can be good. I’m overdue for a kick in the backside, probably. A cold comes on and it gets you back to basics. It’s that clouded, hacking stuffiness that hones your eyes for clarity. I’m not sure if it’s the cold that appeals to me, or maybe just the associations that it stirs up. Indifference, strangeness, wind, resilience, warmth, shelter. The cold is a minor scale and minor scales, like villains, are where […]

Spillway. I like that word, it says what it means. The spillway spills away, careening crash of water next to the fish ladder. Fish ladder. Now there’s a rude invention. But hey, some cars have fins, right? The water blasts through the old wooden-slatted pipeline, some 10 km to its destination – a mothballed pulp mill that has no use for gushing water. But the thing is kept charged anyway, lest it collapse. So for these ten clicks there’s this […]